Today I attended the single Sunday Mass at St. Mary's. The pastor of my geographic parish had summarily dismissed the cantor, thereby disbanding the choir. I decided to attend Mass at St. Mary's. Here are sone the great things I found that are not present in all parishes and should not be taken for granted.
- A warm welcome. I was a stranger and an odd one at that, what with my big, white N95 covering most of my face. Nonetheless I was greeted enthusiastically by one of the numerous green-vested ushers stationed at all of the doors.
- Generous hospitality. When I went to get one of the bilingual missalettes I saw that none were left. So much for poor attendance. One of the parishioners gave me her daughter's missalette despite my protesting that I didn't want take it from her.
- A beautiful, appropriate and unusual organ prelude. The organist played a meditation on the In Paradisum chant. He later said he did it in honor of All Saints Day, for which there was no Mass at St. Mary's.
- A large, reverent and participatory procession. The procession included a crucifer, the lector, the celebrant the altar severs and the Eucharistic ministers.
- Multiple Mass intentions that embraced the community, living and dead. One of them was "In Thanksiving to God for Niko Alexander Semkiw’s First Birthday."
- A special blessing for the children at the end of the Mass. The future of the church in all ages, shapes and sizes rose and stood in the front of the church for their blessing.